The evening world. Newspaper, August 2, 1913, Page 9

| HUNTING SHARK-- 7 * geuth, where he The Thrilling Sport Now at Its Height, With Jamaica Bay Full of the Big Fellows and a School of Sixteen-Foot- ers Reported in Great Neck Bay, Headed for Town. ‘Tarpon fishing in Florida? Punk! Taking tuna in California? @uh! Too tar from . ‘What's the matter with big shark Renting right in Little Old Now York? Wet exactly on Broadway or Wall gtrest, for the man-eaters that infest Gistricts Gon't afford sufficient fun worth the costly bait; but right phere tm town there's enough of the real kind to make Florida tales of and California yarns of tuna Mike the bark of a Coney bally- ‘&@ whiskey lung. Even ane Jeraey shore last week, and he'd ‘deen in town in @ couple of hours hadn't lost bis bearings and got water. They called him a mackerel, but he will appear fm the little cans labelled “tuna,” except in the tunny."” ‘But to hark back to the shark. With- im two weeks some 4,000 pounds of @bark have beon taken in Greater Mew York, not including 300 pounda feat Alderman Dotzler says leaped into the cockpit of his motor boat in ead Buy, About 4,000 pounds, mostly in 100-pound portions, but @ome in 300 to 500-pound lots, from six te elght feet long, have been landed aad still are being hunted, If these @ive out a school of sixteen-footery (was reported yesterday in Great Neck Bay headed for town, Halt of these sharks at least mose around Jamaica Bay and already fhawe maje the weakfish season of 4948 look like a can of sardines with the lid long ago busted. The sharks are killing the fish in thousands and more than 200 fishermen, amateur and | professional, are giving them the hook | They're more fun t if a fellow hi nance out of the tm earnest. weakfish anyway, @et to eke his sui cateh. Listen here: Two Bay Head Bunters put out Yacht Club shark the other day from Meadowmere Park, half of which is in town and the otaer half in Qounty. From the moment their mo- torboat Crusoe left the float they were well within New York all of an excit- afternoon, Er’ bushel of porgies was the bait, but the tackle would feaze any of the “an: {i that likes to dub its fello glee.” Three big steel hooks, nearly RéSvy enough to anchor @ rowvoat and eash swivelled to the end of three feet) turn was| of etout chain, which in eeised to a 300-foot length of sash- card, lay colle’ in the cockpit. About - Woman’s Latest Fad in —_——>—- dle At your privilege to ride in the gubway these hot days or do you hawe-to? And does your imagination get work- fag when you think of all the odors emi breathings of the bunch in seven game before you seeping down in your Gefenceloss face as the train shrieks threugh the Interborough inferno? Aad do you want to know the an- awes, It's the latest thing happening, right here tn York? Get out your atomizer! (Am atomizer, the last word in subway etiquette, and a week of it's use there beings promise that itn be a habit. Lest you don't snow what an ato wer fa we explain ax follows: It is| ome @f those squceze the rubber bulb things till the nozzle squirts a spray | of @tuff that Kills germs, Good I, W, W. Barbers try to poke it in your eye after ebay the object being to frighten you into a tip When you have your loaile feer in the subway shoot a litt feciant over your upper person, and if the upcouth person wedged in the door- atom isin ‘assau | \ ost 1 4 _ . - "he oe | ap. ne YL a a ) i THE EVENING WORLD, SATURDAY, AUGUST 2, 1913. rahe aa f ag ty Oe iy Ww AA URGED INS WONDER: i RII MRAE AS FN four feet above each hook wae fast-* ened a foot-long chunk of log butt, nine inches in diameter, the use of which was to appear. There wasn't any gaff—you don’t land a shark like a trout. There was a 40-calibre re: beating rifle; that's what you @ shark with—maype, Fred Strauss, who {ts the Bwana Tumbo of city shark hunters, owns the Crusoe, and his volunteer first mate_is George Wels—both members of the Bay Head Club. They dropped down the channel and anchored opposite an old beached wreck, in clear sight of the skyscraper line downtown. A-dark fin was darting about like @ tipped-up crescent, showing just above the eur- face, on the best weakfish feeding rounds in the easterly end of the bay Elght porgies were impaled on on of the hooks—shank and all being cov ered—two of them akiifully hiding the bard, With the cylindrical buoy, the outfit was lowered over the side and line paid out as the tide carried it over the shallows toward the head of Broad} Channel, The hunters held thelr breath fas the buoy bobbed several disappoint- ingly weak bobs, then— “He's got it! Give him line!" yelled Strauss, and the eashcord ran out after the buoy had disappeared under water and jumped up again, performing ite work of setting the hook in the shark's jaw. ‘He surely “had It," and it had him, for the line algzied as it uncolled. Then jsuddenly it slackened; but by thi timo the anchor was up and the Crusoe's engine spinning in order to ald the fishermen in “keeping a strain” on the | “critter.” At the tautening of the line & wolf-gray back leaped high out of water, then turned a flashing white belly in a fierce aerial tango contortion, coming down with a splash that sent spray thirty feet around. t's the big fellow; we've got him at last! howled Wels, moaning an }eight-footer that had eluded them and other hunters several times, | Just about then the shark had them @ Httle more than they had the shark, jana man-hunting Was as good eport as | shark-hunting, aceording to the view- point, For half an hour there were rep- jettions of the flerce leaps, furtous rac- ing, the: doubling back at terrific speed |as the shark tried to dislodge the tor- | turing hook. And there was some quick- action heart-beating as the tension grow. } The hunters finally anchored their | boat and got ready for the finish, They managed to haul a few feet of line, then had to snub it quickly, for his shark- ship wanted that slack worse than they did, then the big fish dragged way has an air you don't like give him a shot of it, too, No one will object, because every suf- ferer with an imagination has looked over the sea of heads in the cars ahead and conjured up millions upon millions of microbes rising until the rush of alr catches the deadly mass, throwing it back a car at a time and } Causing it to gather foulness until the suffering straphanger in the last car can hardly breathe with fear and dis- gust of it all, It took a woman to solve the problem. | She boarled an uptown express at Brooklyn lge Mond: and her Co- Jlonial as and haughty mien as she | sniffed the car drew attention right away, The th aristocratic nostril of the grande dame quivered @ mo- |ment a she reached Into knitted | handbag, pulling forth an atomizer, | Passengers gasped while she calmly sprinkled herself a few times and shot rs Was uot lost on the voked daggers at {Some Diushed, and some glared, but [there were @ fow whe decided right Right Here in New York— 40,000 Pounds Already Caught How to Fish for Sharks. Hooks at least 6 inches long, with 3 feet of chain snell, You need: Line 3-16 diameter—200 feet of it. at the first “strike.” Bash A “bobber,”’ or buoy, about 13 inches long and 9 inches in diam Porgies, weakfish or snappers for bait, don't bite on th It pork of fiction. cord will do; the kinks will come out r, alive when baited. New York sharks One repeating rifle—bigger bore the better, WHEN YOU HOOK AN EIGHT-FOOTER: Give him plenty of time and line, or he'll take both. slack in every time you can, especially when he leaps out of water. Don’t shoot until he is within at most ten feet of the boat and his head is partly clear of wat Wait till he's very dead before taking until his tati stops thrashing, ‘The bullet will fatten if he’s deep. him into the boat. He isn’t all dead It can break an arm with its last swish. Anyway, you don't need him aboard; tow him home astern. boat and anchor fifty-nine yards. The exertion seemed to tire the quarry and pair were able to him withim ‘enty feet of the boat and apparently coming.” Strauss reached for the rifle —the line went slack and the hunters glared at one another in voiceless pro- fanity. The hook had torn out and the “big fellew” wasn't caught that time. He's Wandering about with a bad tooth- ache, though, Three “strikes” were made that after- noon—all big ones—and one of them played for an hour during the flerce thunderstorm—it wae last Monday, The slickered sou'westered hunte! kept right on through flash and torrent, but by the worst of luck another hook tore out and the barb of # third wasn't sharp enough to prevent @ six-footer from shaking it loose in one of hig mighty 1 While the line was fast to the third after the storm had abated Mra, Wels, who had been anxious for her husband’ safety in the furlous lightning, ca! down the bay in @ neighbor's motorboi When she saw the thrilling play she New York-- forgot her worry in her enthusiasm over the battle and yelled: “Stick to him, George; don’t let him get away!" like & fem fan howling, “Slide, Murray, allde!’ That wae the one that shook the hook loose. Then she wanted to stay till after dark and help “fish.” Strauss bagged a five-footer Wednes- day on the same epot and has a record up to seven feet aix inches among his catches, “You need strong tackle and par- ticularly sharp, atout barbs on the hooks,” {s the shark killer's advice. “Line up to 8-16 in diameter ta none too big and @ chain enell is more likely to hold than wire against the savage Nips of the triple row of teeth, Shoot him good and plenty before you your shark Into the cockpit, I n believed that yarn about a o tail dying the tail of ‘dead’ until Was my leg; \t would have broken my arm.” Some sport—What? And right here in Little Old New York, Aid Ania ee os FROIIGP.M.TOGA. M. ro ASBEGGAR’ TAKES PITY ON AALCOLAA DOUGLAS 0724 Zaye, A Reporter for The Eve- ning World, Stands Watch from Sunset of Thursday to Sunrise of Yesterday and Takes Notes of Happenings at the Busiest Corner in the World. 1 used to be sald that if you really wanted to meet any one in this world there were just two places on earth where you had only to wait long enough and sooner or laters he was bound to appear. the Suez Canal and Charing Cross in London, But that was in the days when Four- teenth street was the northern boundary of habitable New York and a livery stable stood on the present site of Ham- meratein'e Varieties Theatre. Nowa- days you must add to these two univer- sal trysting places the Four Corners, more properly called the Seven Points, at the intersection of Broadway end Forty-second atreet, by reason of the implication of streets at the Times Building which includes Seventh avenue ‘Take your stand (as the writer of this truthful chronicle did last night) at the southwest corner of Broadway and commune with the ghosts of the old Metropole, or cross over to elther of the other corners—and just wait. He will he will come Or she, as ay be. At 6 o'clock last night (beg pardon, yesterday morning, for im that neighbor- hood you breakfast at 6 P. M. and don't think of putting on the soup and fish regalia before 8) the members of the Forty-second Street Country Club were holding an informa! reunion in front of the Regan rail, trying to look as if they had just got back from the other side or were going to take the next boat. Malcolm Douglass, house manager of the New Amsterdam, wes trying to tell what he eald was a new one and actual experience. “Thie morning @ ragged olf bum struck me in front of the house for « quarter to pay his fare to Mount Vi non, where his mother was dying. He could have travelled on his breath if it had occurred to him, ‘Sorry, old man,’ T aald, ‘but I'm broke, I'm going up that way myself, though, and I'm going to walk it, come on.’ He was game and we started up the street toward Fitth ue and mund the corner into the avenue. When we got up to Forty-fiftth street 1 was about all in and the bum took mercy on me, ‘Here, old sport,’ he said, pulling up in his stride, ‘I don’t Il to see & good fellow like you suffert for a piece of change. Take this.’ He These two were Port Said dollar off a roll that would have choked a bronco. I have never feen him aince.”’ ‘The corners certainly we this hour. Tired lookin, women, evidently just released from offices and shops, were on their way homeward. No, not many of the poor working girl class; their route lay fur- ther to the south. And not so many of those queenly creatures who operate the typewriters in the offices In that neighborhood. Their time for inking the alr had come et least three hours before, what dime the boss had got up from his desk and remarked careleasly: “Well, sis, let's call it a day. Me for the ball game.’ Or, if he happéne to remember that both teams are now In the West, why, Coney Island or @heepehead for hia. Nearly every one is travelling to the north, and @ good portion of them drop into the gubway at the corner, Or, in case their habitat Is Weehawken or Union Hill, they crowd the crosstown surface cars, Only here and there could a well- known figure be ploked out. Ther: George Cohan, !n town only for a day. He 4s hurrying.for @ Long Island train, and, by the looks of him, hasn't writ- ten @ play eince 8 o'clock. And there ‘ere Charley Dillingham and Maro Klaw, both of whom got in on the Olympic. ‘Who is the prosperous looking citizen with @ vote from Bound Brook in tow? Not our distinguished fellow citizen, Honeat John Kelliher? No other, if you caught @ word or two of the conversation you woyld perhaps dis- cover that Mr. Kelliher, in his capacity of honorary secretary of the Hand- ehakers' Club, has just eold his com: panion a controlling interest in the Mo- Alpin Hotel on reasonable terms, or maybe the bar privileges of the West Bide ¥. Mf. C. A, It 1 o'clock by now and you may observe the counter current setting in, From limousines and open-faced taxis men and women, in more or leas rig- orous evening dress, are debarking in front of the hotels on their way to dinner, If you take @ flash at the Armenonville balcony of the Knicker- bocker or the Cafe de Paris, across the way, or further up, at the Cadillac or Rector’s or the Astor roof, you will get ravishing visions of youth and beauty taking food. And drink, of course, At 7.@ the sun sinks into the Hudson in a salmon colored glory of Maxfeld Penfirid clouds, making by all odds the then and there that for sheer snobbery and superiority over one's sisters the atomiz had a@ lorgnette beaten forty |waya, ‘The insult was studied and hy- wiente, | | | atomizer repeated her immunizing pro- cess, and at Intervals thereafter until she alighted at Seventy-necond street, Toe very next afternoon an Evening World reporter saw two women with ‘4 and yesterday @ dozen could At Fourteenth atreet the lady with the | They’re Using Atomizers in the Subway | Re counted tn wn hour's riding, ‘A merry wag, observing the newest fad in hysienic snobbery, has gested @ copper helmet which can be dropped over the head and fastened to the shoulders like a diver's rig on entering the subway, Thereafter at | intervaln the Manhattanite can pump | himself canned oxygen all the way |home, even running it through chilled | pipes, Why not? Swat the Mosquito HF mosquito is worre, in many | ctions, this summer than before in years, He is always a subject | for mwatting, but more for dodging and many are the preventives for his bite. | | Where mosquitoes are not infected | they are atill objects of interest, They | are eo irritating and annoying that | some ectty people are wishing they had not gone to the country, and certain | jothers are glad they have not moved to the country aquitoes from biting, screed OURCO zven in New its of ¢ A few dr head of York! 81 mpho! if the Mosquitoes are not esp hungry 'To rub some on the face and hands ts better, But always remember that olt- | Foneila stains white clovhes, If the mix. | ture has evaporated before morning and the mosquitoes are no longer kept at bay, wubstitute for it the folio | Ol of eltr ‘ | Liquid or % Grope of off of citronella to an ounce ef vaseline, aseliu 4 ounces And! finest show in Broadway. And free at that. ‘Therefore nobody notices it, all being if you happen to have forgotten, firet je the name to the Great White Way, just beginning to blossom into radiance, Hight o'clock brings the -advance guard to the theatres, No curtain be- fore half-past, but when @ man dosen't happen to have anything else on hand he might as well look in and see how the house {s filling up. Not many theatres are open at this fearon. Of the eight houses in the block of Forty-second street between Broad- way and Eighth avenue, all but four are dark. The rest show In place of the electric names “f the stars, painted announcementa that they will open later on, ‘The Mghts are showing on Hammer- !ateln's roof, Just a moment ago a taxi stopped at the atage door to release | Evelyn Nesbit going into the lower | nouse to reh her act for next wi Observe that Hammerstein has not yet taken down the abhorred name ef Thaw from the big sign in front of the theatre, though the petulant beauty hae vowed that ahe will never ge on until he does, However, muck may happen in a day—Including even the change of a woman's min In the thickening the- tre crowds you have an opportunity to make a census of New York's midsum- mer night costumes. Leave out th who know neither season nor rin dress, Take the men only. Here are some of the outfits that you will notive: @uard—in dinner jackets and all things de rigueur, Berry Wall and Jack O'Brien (the collar twins) in @ class by themaeclves, j Admire the fortitude with which these devotees atick to that wonderful neck {a impossible, you say, Yet there’ collar and you simply must admit It. brown, One complete suit of white, buttoned at the walet and unfolding upward to disclose a tie of acariet or lemon color, Very young men mostly. One here in a double breasted reefer things else turning 0 | i } and all wasn't buttoned He tightly comfortable, | much as a hair, | Any number of country clergymen In od wa high Roman col- Looked good natured and com le, too, tort crow over large assortment of buyera in from Widespread inter nd drevsed in assorted whis, All having #0 didn't have time to be much fun they na you observe some to the svseminaly se wanderings of men who ap pare know thelr way about town. If yuu have traiied Foxhall Keene, tar example, a the Wateroury brothers, La Monte and Link, or Deveroux Miturn or Jack Pollanshee or Reggie Van , Dr, Charles Sweedy, Dia mons Jim Brady, Ross Worthington, Dougias Fairbank, Guy Schiffer, Geo ge ur ry Jerome Siegel Harry Pave Whitney, Bobbie Collier or any of that assorted bunch you will have observed hat they look in for a fen A few—a email minority of the old} | i i jribald energy. __ At the Corner of Broadway “and Forty-Second Street the Jardin de Danse to look on, oF Maybe shake o foot, at the turtey & show for the observer as the dancers themeelves—mayde better. ‘Two o'clock. Time to eat. Let's hurry over to Jack’s (no other place is open t hour except Chud a. . ton's. Why, even Louis Mastin goes to for his supper, his own place being closed perforce at one o'clock before he has had time to feed.) If we are prompt and lucky we may get & table and, having ordered, take ep- Dortunity to look over the crowd, By the Immortal lobster! The same crowd, almost without exception that we have trailed from one theatre to another im Broadway, Man is a gregarious animal who loves to do same thing as his fellows at the same time and in the same place, Especially if he haga't any choice. By the time the crowd has supped at Jack's and got away in taxis to the Brook club or perhaps even home, Broadway begins to look deserted, From the Four Corners, looking In any direc- tion, there are nowhere to be seen more than, say, ten thousand persons, end after-mid- Almost any wayfarer will these are of a dishevelled, night class, encouragement care to tent it, will slink Into Seventh avenue with what you give them, direction of the A belated 1 comes up the way singing his indiffer- nee to all things of daylight life with Now and then @ taxt hurries by, some man evidently striving to get home and to hed before breakfast, In Longacre Square, at the public tax} etand, the chauffeurs are seemingly aaleep at the wheel, though the appear- ance © fa chance customer proves that they were sleeping with one eye open. ‘The morning papers have come up |and the boys are crying them In voices men beginning their day. Linen suite—a-plenty: white, cream | fad rt colored, and, horrors! a few of seal | iy | as they alyly looked they wear and In the hottest weather moult | which sound strangely loud in that not #0 much as a fraction of an inch | neignborhood, From the distance of two lof itm astounding altitude, The thing blocks away you can hear tNe milk wage ons, the brewery trucks and the market- The night away before the approaching day- t. Gradually the outlines of the buildings are Hinned against the sky. phoes and hat included, and » man in- Ad Inels of the daylig aide of It wearing, by ail the goda, | sovance senting of ie Oe loves! ¢ . ah = | Four, five-six o'clock! The town ts Vienty of those saucy ttle jackets wir, Take it from one who atood that watch that the mun has been up a patter of seventy minutes and the shad- ows ure all falling the wrong way— eouth-by-westerly for a wonder. The level rays of the sun are in the eyes of the wayfarer travelling eastward, ‘Another hot day,” you say, @o It will be, But the night Was hot too, tm ita, way. OE DANCED 16,000 MILES. it has been created in soctety circles here by the publication of the "Memoirs" of Countess Lagabe- dort, ‘The authoress, who in her youth was an enthusiastic dancer, states that prior meirrlawe eh ded 225 Dalle, her weddir m dances she recelved elghteen f marriage This was before her marriage, Afterwards 73 men sent her love letters, and a hundred of her admirers threatened to shoot themedives tn their despair. The number of dances which the Countess takes to her credit ts etupen- Altogether she took part in R04 4,500 waltaca, and @0 gol- bering 1,700, OF 1. as etupid, offensive, 29 nice, and Countess Lambadort eatimates witty. the New Amsterdam, take @ peek) the total distance danced by ber at net it Hammerstein's roof and wind up ati less than 14,009 eniies, eat Pee